My Vampire Boy [BoyxBoy] (MPreg)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2:

I groaned as I squinted my eyes and rubbed them. As I sat up, I noticed the big red numbers on the clock saying that its 1:34 am. I sat up and stretched out a bit, cracking bones and then swung my legs around to the side of the bed. I stood and walked out of my room, taking long strides to my mother's room. I peeked inside like a ninja and to my disappointment, she still wasn't here.

Sighing, I closed the door and went back to my room. I plugged my iPod into the giant stereo and put it on shuffle. The song " I'm Made of Wax Larry, What Are you Made Of?" by A Day to Remember came on and I walked down the hall and downstairs, leaving my room door open so I can hear it from the kitchen. I took out all different ingredients and pot and pans. The phone started to ring and me not expecting it jumped and hit the back of my head from under the cabinet. Who the hell calls at 1:40 in the morning?! I picked the house phone up.

"Hello, this is Jake from State Farm, how may I help you?" I deepened my voice a bit and smiled when he stuttered a bit.

"I'm sorry I must have the wrong number." Fred answered. I burst into laughter then winced when I felt the sharp pain return.

Fred was the typical all American boy. Blond hair, the nice curly locks, built body but not too much muscle that looks like someone is on steroids. He's not from my school; I met him when I ran out of school to get a breather. After we talked, we bonded nicely and I found out he was gay just like I was. His parent know but not anyone in school.

"Your an asshole." I could practically see him pouting in my head. I couldn't suppress the giggle that slipped out as he gotten fooled once again.

"Your the one who's calling at 1:40 in the morning"

"Point taken. But My bro senses were tingling and I knew you were awake. I was wondering if I could sleep over tomorrow. Get a chance to hang out and stuff."

I rubbed my imaginary beard. "Sure! I'm sure my sister wouldn't mind." I just said "sure" twice but who gives a flying baloney. Wait! Can baloneys fly? I took out a packet of the weird meat and threw it in the air. I stared at it as it fell to the ground. Damn :/

"Great! See you tomorrow. Meet me where we met the first time." He sounded a bit too excited.

I thought back to where we met and agreed to meet him. We hung up and I continued what I was doing. I usually cook when I have nothing better to do with my life or think too much. It's a natural reflex for me. To me it's like breathing. You might be thinking 'Riley, why do you self harm if you have people who will support you?' Well, the thing is Fred doesn't know I'm being bullied and doesn't know that I self harm. Haley knows about the bullying but not about the self harm. An even though I can be a bit hyper at times, doesn't mean I'm always happy.

The sound of footsteps paddled down snapped me out of my thoughts as I see a grumpy Haley walking over to the kitchen. She looks like a longed hair, curvier version of me. The same green eyes. Same red/orange hair. Same tint of pink on her freckled cheeks. Same dimples. The only difference is my hair is shorter with a fohawk, and I don't have boobs. Even our butts are the same size!

"You do know its almost 2 in the morn-ahh! Riley, put me down!" I scooped her up in my arms and spinned her around.

"TWINNY!! My flesh and blood! Body and soul! And how I missed you Haley dearest." I set her down and she huffed and punched my arm lightly.

"Riley you see me everyday. You saw me less than 6 hours ago." She said tying her ridiculously long hair up.

"6 hours too long" I sighed dramatically and I put one hand over my heart and another on my forehead, leaning back for dramatic affect. "Oh how I can't stand being away from my Haley dearest or I will just faint."

She shakes her head and smirks. "What am I going to do with you?" Then, just as the smile came, it disappeared. "Let me see". I knew what she wanted. I lifted my shirt and showed her all the bruises that turned a bit yellowish purple. She sighed and suddenly she looked miserable.

"I'm sorry I can't be with you at school all the time." She rubbed her fingers gently over all of them and I flinched. She gave me that 'sorry' look and kissed all of them lightly. "Alright, who did it?" She glared at me not even blinking.

"Ignorant, cocky Kevin." She nods. Oh no. Another fight is going to break out. I know my sister for almost 17 years and she always sticks up for me. Kind of pathetic that my younger sister who is 3 minutes apart from me, is kicking people's ass's for me. It should be the opposite! But I can never get the courage to stand up to someone. I'm weak. I'm all skin and bones! This will be a nightmare and a half.

~~Hi again! Missed me? No? :( aww. But I know I've been taking my sweet time but its harder than I expect it to be. But i will keep writing ^_^ bye~~